Qingchuan History

Chapter 295 Asuka Order, Embroidered Yarn

Gu Xinglang glanced at her.

I didn't learn that trick just by following the example.

Mostly her father taught it.

how to teach?Who else is in this palace?

Ruan Xueyin felt the same way.Especially the second half.If the previous story is clumsy and the intention to forcefully change the situation is obvious, then even if Shangguan concubine knew about Ji Huan earlier, she might not know how to use it in this way at this time.

This is a move in the true sense of the game.The rank of Shangguan concubine is not yet up.Even if she did, she wouldn't dare to make a claim without her father's permission.

"Zhu Yudian, are you still staring at it?" she asked.

nature.Staring everywhere.So is your Folding Snow Hall.

Our Folding Snow Palace.Gu Xinglang was in a complicated mood. "Yeah." He replied.

"How does she send and receive letters?"

"That's the problem. Gotta fix that first."

"It's not likely to be a human problem."

"Should be. Qi Palace has been completely quiet since last year. But nothing is absolute. The palace people who usually go in and out of the Boiled Rain Palace, especially the little grass she brought over," he shifted his gaze to the east window, "it seems that they have to be screened again." Once again."

"Doves or geese are even less likely."

"Well. Unless the accident is more unexpected, it will not slip through the net."

"Then there is no other way."

Gu Xinglang was about to nod.

Suddenly the eyebrows moved again.

Immediately turned to look at her.

Ruan Xueyin was puzzled at first, staring at him for half a moment before responding, "My bird only listens to me."

"The birds that sing in the court only listen to her." He answered.

Yes.

"Has it been here since I bumped into it last time?"

"En." Come to ask Sishu Zhan to reply to "Guangling Stopping Rest" and the progress of Mrs. Shangguan.Then he asked Shangguan about his life and death in some words worth exploring.

I also asked an inexplicable question about ink hidden on white paper.

Ink on white paper.She also frowned slightly.

"when?"

"The day of counting nine." Because it was the beginning of counting nine, she remembered it very clearly.

"Early, late, late?"

"Night. You came back late that day, not long before you came back. It was probably just at the time of Hai." The two arrived at the same time, and there was only a moment of separation between the front and the back.

He also paid attention to the movements of the Fen Yuliu golden bird.Especially after knowing that Jingting Song will also come.It's just too difficult——

The bird flies high and fast.It is invisible in the sky, especially at night; and because it lands so quickly, it is not easy to judge where it landed.

Unless you are lucky and happen to hit it.

"They always seem to come and go at night." Gu Xinglang said.

"Not really." Ruan Xueyin thought for a moment, "But they are all flying high during the day, landing in secluded mountains and forests to rest, and staying at crowded places at night. Very occasionally, they will walk through the city when the sky is still bright."

Gu Xinglang nodded, "I saw it once."

Ruan Xueyin blinked.Fang recalled one time at the end of spring last year, when his own bird landed in Zhexue Temple at noon.

"At that time, you didn't have any idea about it." At that time, she had not long entered the palace, and he was very wary of her.

"What am I thinking about it?"

"For example, grab it to see if there is any correspondence between me and Suoning City."

"Isn't the Fenyuliu Jinniao the messenger of the three of you, master and apprentice? How could you send the letter from Suo Ningcheng?"

"You're very relieved." Mingming is heavily guarded against most people and appearances.

"Intuition." He said, "The most important thing is that you can't catch it. It's hard to catch it, and it's still day and night, so you can't catch it."

Ruan Xueyin wanted to laugh.

"If Jing Tingge only came to look for me while I was there," she said, "and dropped a few words while passing by the Zhuyu Temple, it would be difficult to be found in the dark."

Gu Xinglang also had this concern. "But didn't you say that although this bird understands human language, no one can understand its bird language except you master and apprentice."

Ruan Xueyin nodded, "So if it is the one who sends the message to Shangguan, it must rely on letters."

Then I remembered that question again.Ink on white paper.

"I can't go back and check." Gu Xinglang said again, "At most, I will question the night patrol soldiers on the night of counting nine." Most likely to no avail, if anyone saw it, they would have come to the Turning the Lantern Palace newspaper, "We have to read it later. "

Once there is a next time.

If it is really a pink plume golden bird.

"Do you know their speed?" Ruan Xueyin asked as if suddenly remembering something.

"What?" He didn't quite understand.

"For example, from Cangwu to Jidu, how long does it take to fly at the speed of a Fenyuliu golden bird. Do you have a count?"

Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows, "It is said that the Fenyuliu golden bird is as fast as lightning, even faster than a good horse that travels a thousand miles a day." Then he thought again, "Faster than a thousand miles a day, that means two thousand miles a day? Three A thousand miles?" Then he shook his head, "It's not sure. From Cangwu to Jidu, it's nearly five thousand miles one way by land, and the flight is not restricted by the terrain conditions, so the distance is shorter. If it is three thousand miles a day, one day is basically enough; If it is two thousand miles, it will take nearly two days, right?"

He wasn't sure either.Ruan Xueyin's conclusion.It means that no one in this world knows.But Shangguan concubine knew.

When she first went to the Mingguang Terrace, she said that even if she set off from Cangwu near noon in the morning, it would still be morning when she arrived at Ji.

The golden bird of Fenyuliu travels three thousand miles a day.Only those who are clear about this speed can say this sentence.

It is very possible that she received the letter and learned about the speed of the bird from Jing Tingge.

Then he told Gu Xinglang about this assertion.

"Interesting." The latter laughed, his eyes sparkling. "If that's the case, then this round is fun, and there are more ways to play than the last round."

Ruan Xueyin was quite speechless, "You can have fun while suffering." Guessing back and forth, feeling uneasy, what's the fun.

"In my early years," he seemed to feel that the expression was not rigorous, he changed his words, "before I came to the throne, I liked playing this kind of game very much. In the first three years after I took the throne, I gradually began to get bored, and became more and more tired, because the games all became The so-called strategy and actions that affect the whole country and affect the whole country.”

The fun becomes the pressure, and the chessboard changes the situation.Chunhuaqiuyue all lose the taste.

He raised his eyes and smiled again, "It took until the fourth year to adjust a little bit, and I gradually became able to enjoy it again." After a pause, "It's not really fun, it's more like forced fun. After all, if you want to keep going, you still have to If you are happy, you can walk and walk well."

Ruan Xueyin raised her hand to caress the side of his face, "Some things seem to become true after a long time. I think you have really adapted to your current state, like a fish in water, with ease. It will get better and better."

Gu Xinglang also stroked her hand on her cheek, "Now that I have you, it will naturally get better and better."

There are still many issues that have not been exchanged views.About the specific situation of the young man from the Yin Kingdom in the past, about Ji Huan's trip to Suoning City 21 years ago, and the truth about Qi Dingzong's collapse and death involved in it.

The truth at the source.

The larger chessboard that the truth at the source points to.

But firstly, she wasn't sure if he was willing to talk openly, and secondly, it was late, and she didn't want him to think too much before going to bed.

Even though these words were relayed, he must think about it.

The night is as cool as water.The coolness of night in early spring is like the winter water that melts in early spring.The two lay down together, with only one candle left, she turned to look at him in the dim shade.

Sure enough, he didn't close his eyes.

He was staring at the brocade tent above his head in a daze.

"Sleep first." She stretched out her right hand to shake his left hand, "I'll think about it tomorrow."

Gu Xinglang also turned his head to look at her, "Okay."

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have said so much to you." Naturally, it was a joke.Such an important matter must be explained in detail.

He raised his right hand and pinched her chin, his brows and eyes curved, "Say it. I will talk about it in the future."

She thought for a moment, raised her body, and said seriously, "I'm afraid, they will use me as a path to guide your judgment. Mrs. Jin's words are not for others, but for me. There is also Jingting Song."

"It should be." He replied, logically, "But you don't know the beauty of an adult, and neither do I."

Ruan Xueyin was in a daze, but she didn't let go of her burden because of this sentence.Shangguan concubine is okay to say.The key is the court song.If she wants to guide herself how to think and act, she will be impossible to guard against, and even what the bird said and did a few times ago is already a chess game.

From now on, be more vigilant.

"Are you really so worried?" She was still propped up in front of her, while leaning over, Gu Xinglang stared at the pink veil that was about to fall on Yingbai's shoulders and the snow that was about to come out, with a sly look on her face.

Ruan Xueyin pulled back her thoughts and looked at him, not thinking about how to answer.

Gu Xinglang was even more cunning, pinching her waist, "Come up."

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